Chapter 1522 - 1499: Divine Traceless, Elder Shen
"Is this Ye Huan really going to represent the Ling Family in the competition?"
"No shit. As long as you’re in the Endless Deep Mountains, as long as you’re from the younger generation and your body doesn’t have any serious injuries, you have to represent your clan in the Hundred Clans Grand Tournament. There are no exceptions. Even the Ling Family doesn’t have the right to start that precedent."
"Man, you could say the Ling Family’s really hit a streak of bloody bad luck, actually ending up with a disgrace like Ye Huan. Their undefeated golden body that’s been kept for ten thousand years is about to be shattered just like that!"
"And the Sword Family’s luck is damn good. They’re going to be the first to make the Ling Family taste defeat in the Hundred Clans Grand Tournament!"
"Why couldn’t this kind of good thing fall on our clan, huh? Then we’d get to enjoy that kind of honor too!"
"I think if the Ling Family were a bit more decisive, they could just cripple Ye Huan’s legs before the tournament. After all, according to the rules, cripples aren’t allowed to participate in the Hundred Clans Grand Tournament!"
"The Ling Family isn’t that ruthless. But if Ling Wuye hadn’t been soft-hearted, Ling Luzhou wouldn’t have run off to the outside world and hooked up with some outsider, and in the end given birth to this trash Ye Huan who’s dragging the Ling Family down!"
Around the arena, there were circular spectator stands stacked eight stories high, with more than a hundred thousand seats.
Right now, the stands were filled with older people who weren’t participating in the Hundred Clans Grand Tournament.
They were all talking at once, and their words were full of regret on behalf of the Ling Family.
They were all jealous of the Sword Family.
As for Ye Huan...
In their eyes, he was just some rundown shack anyone could walk up to and give a kick, and one kick would be enough to knock it over.
At the same time, in the resting area of the first-tier clan, the Cao Family, on the first floor of the arena, an old man with a sinister face, the Cao Family Patriarch Cao Mengde, locked his gaze on Ye Huan and didn’t look away, a terrifying killing intent exploding off him: "That’s the little beast who relied on taking forbidden drugs to kill my Cao Family’s dragon son, our number one genius Cao Bin?"
"That’s right, it’s this unfilial bastard!" Cao Bin’s father, Cao East Sea, gnashed his teeth.
You had to know, his son Cao Bin, who was this generation’s dragon-son-level genius, was the pride of his entire life!
But that pride, a month ago, was crushed by this dog Ye Huan!
Crushed using despicable means!
"Brat Ye Huan, I haven’t even finished settling the debt of you killing my grandson with you yet! After this Hundred Clans Grand Tournament is over, I’m definitely going to make you give my Cao Family an explanation!" Cao Mengde suddenly stood up, not hiding in the slightest his killing intent toward Ye Huan, roaring out loud, glaring at Ye Huan in rage!
His eyes were filled with chilling killing intent!
If hatred in one’s gaze could kill, then this blade-like stare would probably have killed Ye Huan ten thousand times over already!
Too bad, not only did Ye Huan not show the fear he imagined, he instead let out a cold laugh: "Your grandson got impatient and delivered his head to me. How could I possibly refuse?"
"Same thing, if your Cao Family doesn’t want to live anymore, come find me anytime."
"I don’t mind sending you, or the other people of the Cao Family, down to the Underworld to look for Cao Bin. After all, him solo-queuing a game by himself isn’t as fun as having a full stack to rank up with, don’t you think?"
A mocking arc lifted at the corner of Ye Huan’s mouth.
This instantly blew up the entire crowd. Under these circumstances, Ye Huan actually still dared to talk tough to the Cao Family? Was he tired of living?
It made Cao Mengde and the other Cao Family members burn with towering rage: "Brat Ye Huan, you sure have some fucking guts!!!"
The people of the Cao Family let out thunderous roars, all rolling up their sleeves and drawing their weapons!
It looked as if they could make a move at any moment and suppress and kill Ye Huan right here!
Ye Huan’s eyes suddenly turned cold, killing intent pouring off him, ready to fight at any time!
"Stand down for me!" Suddenly, a furious shout rang out.
On the ninth level of the arena, the judges’ platform that was suspended in the very center above by steel cables, an old man stood there with an austere bearing, harshly rebuking the Cao Family. The terrifying might bursting from him made even the winds and clouds of heaven and earth change color!
The moment the Cao Family members saw him, their faces instantly turned deathly pale!
Cao Mengde broke out in a cold sweat and hurriedly clasped his fists: "Sorry, Elder Shen, we were impulsive!"
In general, among the Hundred Clans, the Patriarchs of each clan all had strength at the level of Extreme Divine King.
Top-tier heaven-defying Ancient Martial Artists who broke through Extreme Divine King and reached the Half-Step Martial Saint level would move into the Guardian Village.
They would become the Guardians of the Endless Deep Mountains, revered by countless people.
The only ones who could suppress the Patriarchs of the major clans were also those Guardians of the Endless Deep Mountains!
And Divine Traceless was precisely the leader of the six Guardians of the Endless Deep Mountains!
A hundred years ago, he was already a top Half-Step Martial Saint expert!
Now, a hundred years later, no one even dared to imagine what realm Divine Traceless’s strength had reached, or how terrifyingly powerful he’d become!
Therefore, the moment Divine Traceless spoke, the people of the Cao Family, including Cao Mengde, were scared out of their wits.
But Divine Traceless had no intention of letting it go just like that. He snorted coldly, stroked his long beard, and scolded the Cao Family: "The Hundred Clans Grand Tournament is not a place for you to settle personal grudges. Behave yourselves!"
"If you dare act up again, don’t blame this old man for being merciless!"
"Also, Cao Mengde, your junior got killed by someone, and instead of feeling ashamed of your own failure in teaching him, you actually blame others?"
Divine Traceless laid into the Cao Family with a tirade, and the Cao Family felt very unwilling, feeling like Divine Traceless was blatantly taking sides.
"Elder Shen, speaking of this matter, I was just about to ask you to uphold justice!" Cao Mengde was not reconciled. He cupped his fists again, speaking with grief and indignation: "If my grandson had died because he wasn’t strong enough, I’d let it go. But this despicable brat Ye Huan only destroyed the Qin Family alliance and killed my grandson by relying on taking forbidden drugs! He’s extremely despicable!"
"Yeah, Ye Huan is goddamn despicable, a super villain through and through!"
In an instant, voices condemning Ye Huan surged up in the arena!
The Patriarchs of some ancient Ancient Martial Clans whose disciples had gone to send their blessings to the Qin Family and ended up dying at Ye Huan’s hands all spoke up in unison, their voices full of grief as they enumerated Ye Huan’s crimes.
But Divine Traceless had absolutely no intention of standing up for them. With a flick of his sleeve, his hands clasped behind his back, he let out a cold laugh: "What evidence do you have that Ye Huan took forbidden drugs?"
"Or which one of you personally saw Ye Huan taking forbidden drugs?"
"Speak with evidence. Don’t just open your mouths and spout nonsense!"
Divine Traceless stretched out his hand and shook it twice, signaling for the Patriarchs to produce their evidence.
"Uh..."
For a while, the Patriarchs of the various clans were all struck dumb. They looked at one another, you look at me, I look at you.
They couldn’t produce even half a cent’s worth of evidence.
Because they hadn’t even been there and hadn’t seen any scene of Ye Huan taking forbidden drugs.
"If you didn’t see it with your own eyes, then stop yapping bullshit there. All of you sit your asses back down. I don’t want to waste my saliva arguing with you idiots." Divine Traceless shouted and cursed loudly, clearly impatient.
The Patriarchs weren’t angry at being scolded by him, just a bit unwilling. They ground their teeth a few times as they sat back down.
"Keep entering the arena, maintain order, and don’t let the procession stop!" Divine Traceless waved his hand in indication.
Then he turned back toward his seat.
But the young woman beside him didn’t go back with him. Instead, she playfully blinked at Ye Huan to show her encouragement.
Ye Huan smiled knowingly. Wasn’t this young woman precisely the Empress whom Divine Traceless had taken away as a disciple back in Wuya Town?
Seeing that the Empress was not only fine, but had actually advanced into the realm of a true Divine King, Ye Huan finally let go of the anxiety he’d been holding in his heart.
Ye Huan and the Ling Family continued to enter the arena.
Everyone had originally wanted to talk about this little episode, but they all forgot about it because of that young woman on the judges’ platform!
The whole place exploded!
"Who is that girl? How is she so damn pretty, with such a killer figure? Her overall looks aren’t even inferior to the super beauty of the Deep Mountains—Ling Fufu!"
"Come the hell on, that’s what you’re focusing on, her figure and face? ...Well, okay, that’s indeed worth focusing on. But what we should mainly be paying attention to is her identity!"
"If she can appear on the same stage as Divine Traceless, Elder Shen, you think her identity is simple?!"